Craziness and drama on #linix IRC. I remain quiet.

The temp drops in the apartment. 70° now.

Cooler as the night progresses.

I think if this as a tower. Nest. Center. Hub. The “black shell” (my walls are completely covered in black acoustic panels). Shell in insulation, shell in sonic insulation, but shell as in CLI. I think and think about computer manners almost exclusively these days. Luckily I can write a bit too.

I sit in my easy chair, pipe smouldering, cigarettes purchased. More soon. Coffee cools so I return to it

And lurking

××× ttyl